Today started out as a good day .. work isn't busy so I figure I'll take some time to scrub in my brand new tires before an AX tomorrow ..
Sun is shining .. throw on the Oakleys .. fill up the tank .. check the tire pressure again and head to a favorite backroad ..
About 3-4 minutes and maybe 10 twists and turns into it .. I was focused looking for the next corner .. I see him shooting across the road .. I tried to brake but it was too late ..
Felt the thuds under my tire and I felt my own heart stop too for a split second .. then the realization set in that after 14 yrs of driving I've killed my first squirrel. Now I know for some that's a weekly occurrence, but I actually like small furry critters.
Totally ruined the mood for me so I called it quit and headed back. Still am a little bit shaken up, but here's a picture of the little guy ( probably NSFW ).
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